Shinigami-cat: Hey everyone! So anyway… My life has been going pretty well so far, although I have no freaking clue how to plan for any thing at all! Anyway there's going to be some nyotalia in this chapter and the next because there aren't enough female characters damn it, also the Nordics feature… I OWN NOTHING!

Brothel

Matthew sighed a little as he gingerly touched the white canvas. He wasn't sure what to paint. After mush debate between Feliciano and Ludwig, Matthew was allowed to start painting again, but he wasn't allowed to go to the gym or use his iPod.

"Ve, what are you going to paint today Matthew?" Asked Feliciano happily. "Another polar bear?"

"Maybe." Muttered Matthew quietly. "I'm not sure… I might paint something different this time…"

Feliciano beamed. "Something different? How wonderful!" From where he sat on the table two tentacles slithered out from the back of his shirt and towards his backpack. The tentacles wrapped around the bag and pulled it towards them. He then procedecto pull out several art books. "What kind of style? Modernist? Pop art? Cubist? Dadaism?"

Matthew shrugged. "I'm in a Renasaunce mood. Got any books about that?"

"Si." Said Feliciano. He quickly pulled out a book and started to flip through the pages. "What do you want to paint?"

Matthew thought for a second. "Any angels or fallen angels?"

Feliciano raised an eyebrow but still opened the book up to an angel. "Not really many fallen angels… But here's one of Gabriel."

Matthew looked down at the picture and frowned a little. It wasn't what he wanted, but he could make it work. "Can you leave the book here while I paint?"

Feliciano nodded. "Okay. Just call me if you need anything." He turned around and skipped over to the other side of the room.

Matthew frowned and started to look through the book. Image after image was relativly the same in their depiction of heavely beings. After a while he just gave up and started to look at other images. Nothing really struck his fancy. He just ended up painting a small lonely looking figure. He looked up in slight curiosity when the door opened and Gilbert walked in. The sight of the albino warmed his heart for some reason.

Feliciano beamed and ran over to Gilbert giving him a hug. This didn't sit very well with Matthew but he wasn't sure why. "Ve, hey Gilbert. Here to interview Matthew again?"

Gilbert nodded. "Yep, and I can see he's painting another polar bear."

"Not a ploar bear this time." Said Matthew softly.

Gilbert grinned and walked over to the Canadian, looking over his shoulder. "An angel of somesort?"

Matthew nodded. "Yeah… It's not really turning out how I want though… I can't get the wings right."

"Why not paint a bird?" Asked Gilbert. "That way you'll be able to get used to painting wings. It'll be good practice."

Matthew frowned but nodded. "Yeah… Okay I'll paint a bird instead." He got a large paint brush and started to paint over his picture with white paint. There was no point in waisting a canvas that was half done. Well, not in his opinion anyway.

Gilbert sat on a chair near him and took out a tape recorder. "The other day you mentioned something about living in a brothel?"

Matthew nodded. "Yeah… Well after I saw my mother I decided to leave my homeland and move to America… The closest state was Washington so I snuck past the boarder and into the city… But seeing as how I had no money I ended up living in the streets. I ended sleeping in a cardboard box when it happened…"

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The sound of a bottle smashing ripped Matthew out of his somewhat peacful sleep. He was about fifteen give or take. He wasn't really sure anymore. His life consisted of stealing clothes out of donation bins and attempting to apply for jobs, but without valid ID it was impossible.

He sighed a little and pulled his hoodie up a little more over his eyes. 'Tomorrow…' He thought. 'Tomorrow I'll move out of the red light district… The smell here makes my nose itch.'

"Piss off!" Snapped a rather angry woman. "I'm not fucking working tonight!"

"Come on love." Slupred a rather drunken man. "I'm not asking for much."

Matthew frowned and looked up at the two people walking down his alleyway. The woman had long blond hair tied back into two pony tails and bright green eyes. She was wearing a lot of makeup, a tight skirt that should have been classified as underwear with the pattern of the union jack, super high stripper heals and some kind of boob tube that looked like it was made of sticky tape. The man on the other hand looked like he had way too much to drink and a bit of a brut to boot.

The woman snarled at the man. "First of all I just said that I'm not fucking working! I don't fucking care how much you're fucking paying me! I'm getting the fuck home!" She turned and started to storm off, but the man was having none of that. He grabbed her and slammed her against a wall and slapped her.

"Fucking whore." He growled. "Just shut up and turn around."

The woman started to thrash around. "NO! GET OFF ME! RAPE! RAPE!"

Matthew shivered. 'Okay, just because she's a prostitute doesn't mean she has to have sex with everyone.' He slowly stood up, picking up two rather heavy looking glass bottles and walked over to the man. Without hesitating he smashed one into the back of his head and shattered the other against his lower back. Not only was he knocked out, but he would have one hell of a sore back when he woke up.

He looked at the woman and smiled a little. "Are you okay miss?"

The woman nodded and dusted herself off, stepping over the man's body. "Thank you lad." She said softly. "But um… quick question, why are you in the red light district?"

"I'm moving away from here tomorrow." Said Matthew with a small shrug. "But I guess I'll have to move tonight since that guy's pretty much at my front door…"

"What do you mean?" Asked the woman. Matthew gestured towards the cardboard box. "Oh…" Said the woman. "I see… How old are you? What's you name lad? I'm Alice."

"Matthew… I pretty sure I'm fifteen. Maybe we should go… I'm not sure how hard I hit him."

Alice nodded a little. "Yeah… Where are your parents? I'll take you back to your apartment or closest subway."

"I have no parents." Said Matthew. "I'm an orphan."

"I see… That is a bit of a pickle…" She frowned a little and sighed. "Look, since you saved me I'll help you find a place to stay for the night. I owe you that much. Now follow me we need to meet up with… Françoise…" The other woman's name had a fair bit of venom added to it.

The pair walked down the street and stopped at a corner where there was a tall woman wearing a red, white and blue corset, tight white booty shorts and bright blue heels. She looked over at Alice and grinned. "I thought for moment you left me here again."

Alice growled. "That was one bloody time and you know it!"

The other woman laughed and looked at Matthew. "Um… is it just me or does he seem a little under aged?"

Alice's face turned bright red. "Shut up frog! This guy isn't getting any! I'm just talking him back with us to the house okay?"

The woman raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Why?"

"Because he… He stopped this stupid gorilla from raping me." Muttered Alice. "And the kid's an orphan with no home…"

The other woman gasped. "You were almost raped? You poor, poor girl!" She looked over at Matthew and beamed. "Thank you so much for saving her… But I doubt that our bosses will let you stay with us…"

"I'm just staying for the night." Said Matthew quietly. "My alleyway has said gorilla knocked out in it and I kind of don't want to get my face smashed in when he wakes up…"

The woman nodded. "Okay then… My name's Françoise."

Matthew smiled a little. "Matthew."

Françoise grinned. "Charmed." Quite suddenly she linked arms with Matthew and Alice, earning her a kick in the shins from Alice and a nervous squeak from Matthew. "And away we go!"

As the trio walked down the street Françoise and Alice started to chatter about nonsense that Matthew tuned out. After about ten minutes they turned down a narrow alleyway and walked through the backdoor of building. It looked like they had walked into some kind of kitchen.

Alice sighed. "Welcome to our squaller… The front of this place is a brothel and bar, any door that's painted black is a private room. Don't go in there unless there's smoke, blood or shrieks of terror leaking out of the door."

Matthew nodded. "Okay…"

Françoise happily walked over to the freezer and took out an ice pack, giving it to Alice. "That big gorilla hit you pretty hard…"

Alice sighed and pressed it to her face. "Thanks frog… I swear if I was a Tentacula I would have cut that bloody bastard a new one!"

Matthew frowned. "What's a Tentacula?"

Françoise sighed. "Tentacula… They look like normal people but they have tentacles that come out of their back… Lots of horrible rumours about them too, including the whole blood thirsty, bullet proof stuff… Rather nasty."

Suddenly a woman with brown hair, wearing an almost see-through silk dress walked in. "Hey Françoise, Alice…" She did a double take on Alice. A grin spreading across her face. "Amigo, what happened to your face? Looks like you went a round with grizzly bear!"

Alice growled. "Shut up Spanish slut!"

Françoise laughed. "Oh Carmen. Please be nice to the poor girl. She got attacked by a perverted rapist on the way home that wouldn't take no for an answer!"

Carmen gasped in shock, a look of grief and regret washing over her face. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know!"

"Whatever." Huffed Alice.

'I will never understand women.' Thought Matthew to himself. 'One second they are at each other's throat and next they are saying sorry… I guess that's the infamous PMS I've heard about…'

Suddenly Carmen jumped three feet into the air. "Christ! Who the hell is that?"

"Matthew." Said Alice. "He saved me from the stupid Gorilla so I said he could stay the night."

Carmen face palmed. "Alice… the bosses don't just do handouts!"

"If it's too much trouble I'll just leave." Said Matthew softly. He didn't want to cause these woman anymore trouble.

"Nonsense." Said Françoise. "You helped out Alice so we will help you out. Those at the bottom of society have to stick together."

"Carmen, you're in room three." A man with straight blond hair and brown eyes said as he walked into the kitchen, he was carrying a clip board and was wearing a white hat of sorts.

Carmen sighed. "Okay Tino." She walked out of the room happily.

Tino looked over at Alice and Françoise with a frown. "Where have you two been and what happened to your face, Alice?!" He quickly ran over to Alice and started to panic. "This is way we tell you not to go out and sell yourselves on the street! You get hurt really badly!" He quickly ran out of the room. "Where's the first aid kit?!"

Alice rolled her eyes and looked at Matthew. "That's Tino. He doesn't run the place, but he has the best relationship with us, so yeah… His boyfriend Berwald is a bouncer and generally makes sure that us girls don't get hurt."

Françoise nodded. "Yeah, there are three other people that work here… There's Emil that does all the finances for this place, Lukas is Emil's older brother who works at the bar and then there's Matthias… He's basically the owner. They are all good guys though, so we can't complain."

Matthew nodded. "Oh, okay…"

"We might have to talk to Lukas and Matthias if Tino calms down for a bloody second and notices you." Muttered Alice. She took the icepack off her face and put it on the counter. "Tino's a bloody mess when he's freaking out. He's such a mother hen."

A few seconds later Tino returned with a first aid kit and started to fuss over Alice. "You should go to a hospital!" He said. "You really need to take better care of yourself. You know how worried I get when you all turn up all injured!" He looked over at Matthew and jumped. "Who are you?"

Françoise put her arms around Matthew and held him close pressing the back of his head into her chest. "He's my nephew of course! I saw him walking around the red light district looking for me. My sister was a crack whore and died of a drug over dose so he tried to fine me… Poor baby needs a place to stay! I'm all the family he has!"

Matthew blushed a little, doing his best not to look too uncomfortable being held close to the Frenchwoman. "Yeah… Françoise is my Auntie…"

Tino frowned a little. "Okay… But you really should check with Lukas and Matthias… They should be in the main office."

"Are we closed for the night?" Asked Alice.

Tino nodded and smiled a little. "Yeah… Berwald is throwing the last of them out as we speak."

Alice stood up and dry swallowed some painkillers. "Brilliant. I'm going to bed… and I swear if I wake up and you're sleeping naked next to me I will slit your fucking throat frog!"

Françoise laughed. "Whatever you say…" She turned to Tino and grinned. "Matthew and I will be up to talk with the scary bosses in a few minutes. Just give them a heads up for me okay?"

"Sure." Said Tino happily. He packed the first aid kit away and walked back out of the room.

When he was gone Matthew slowly pulled himself out of Françoise's grip. "Thank you… but why did you say you were my Auntie?"

She shrugged. "Why did you say you were my nephew?" She walked over to the fridge and pouted. "Tino needs to go shopping again…" She reached inside and pulled out a thong covered in little anime puppies. "Seriously? Why is Sakura's underwear in here?" She stuffed the undergarment between her cleavage and smiled at Matthew, who was by now blushing madly. "A little uncomfortable?"

"A little…" Said Matthew slowly. "I haven't really been around many people for a long time… This is probably the longest conversation I've had with anyone ever."

Françoise nodded sympathetically. "I see. Well come on, let's go get this over with." They both walked out of the kitchen and down a hall. At the end of the hall was a grey door. Françoise walked up and knocked on the door. After a few seconds she opened the door and walked inside, followed by Matthew. Matthew looked at the two men, sizing them up a little. More than anything he was slightly terrified of men. He blamed his father for that.

One of them was sitting behind the only desk in the room with gravity defying blond hair and blazing blue eyes. He seemed rather cheerful by the way he was smiling at Françoise in a none perverted way. The second guy had lighter blond hair and a funny looking hair clip. He had a poker face on that one just couldn't decipher.

The smiling blond waved Françoise over. "Come on in! Tino said that your nephew's living with you or something? I'll assume that's him?"

"But of course, Matthias." Said the Frenchwoman. She flipped some of her hair out of her face. "I'm all the family Matthew has. He knows that I'm a whore, but he isn't one to judge. If he needs to work to earn his keep just make him go shopping and clean up the bar with Emil. I'm sure that's more than enough."

Matthias looked Matthew over and frowned a little. "Well… this place rakes in a fair bit of prophet so… What do you think Lukas? He is her nephew?"

"I honestly don't care." Said Lukas. "But how old is he anyway?"

"I'm fifteen." Said Matthew quietly.

Françoise grinned and wrapped her arms around Matthew again, pulling him face first into his chest. "He's got such a cute baby face! He looks twelve! Please let him stay! Please?" Matthew squirmed, trying to get out of Françoise's grip. He didn't like having a face full of tits.

Matthias shrugged. "As long as he doesn't perve on the other girls I'm fine with it… Do we have a spare room or something or will he have to bunk up with someone?"

Lukas looked over at Francoise and frowned. "Make sure he has a room of his own okay? We can discuss this better tomorrow when everyone's had some sleep."

The Frenchwoman gripped and pulled Matthew out of the room, pulling the thong out from in between her chest. "How wonderful, and on the way I can give Sakura back her panties!"

Matthew gulped as he was dragged along. 'That's it! I'm definitely gay! I never want another woman's boobs in my face again!'

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Gilbert chucked. "So you got a face full of tits and decided that you're gay?"

"Yep." Said Matthew as he started to paint detail onto is bird picture. "It was one of the grossest things that's ever happened to me! Never ever, ever, ever!"

Gilbert grinned. "Okay then, so that's how you started your life there, but how did it end?"

Matthew sighed sadly. "Well… it's pretty sad what happened…"

TBC

Shinigami-cat: Yep, I'm ending it there! Mwahahahaha! Please review!